International Women’s Day

A. sits down tonight, her usual happy self. “Hey, El! Today is International Women’s day! Yeh!” She makes the little gesture peculiar to her that is kind of a cross between a punch in the air and the thing you do when you want to spatter water on someone, flicking your fingers out.

I know her well enough to know that this is an exciting event for her. She’s just on the dizzy edge of puberty, and a day that celebrates women would appeal to her. So I do not say, “Yes. Only one day, and 364 of the other days of the year are Men’s Day, days for rape and torture, for sexual harassment and higher wages, a day to come home and demand when dinner will be ready. Days for the systemic belittling of people with vaginas.” Instead, I smile. “I know, it’s good to celebrate that we have come so far and have so many more choices.”

She grins and gets to work.

I continue to seethe.

2 Comments to “International Women’s Day”

  1. By Arwen, March 9, 2006 @ 4:34 pm

    Ho ho, Ms. Liz. We are both getting all consciousness raised and a wee bit more pissed due to the internets, hey?

  2. By Liz, March 16, 2006 @ 12:11 am

    We are more likely to articulate our pissiness owing to our newfound introspection and the semi-anon media platform provided by Le Zen.

    Also, reading other angry women makes us angry too.

    We are not amused.

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